I'm looking at the pictures of us in Montreal. While you sit behind me; practicing love songs on your guitar.
Over and over again, you refine and repeat. While I enhance the contrast and color of our photo at the Chinese lantern festival.
It's getting late, but we've been here all day.
Sitting in our lazy clothes.
Dipping into the fridge for pickles and soda.
Happy to be home, and too broke for anything else.
It's October. We're still new. Very new.
Quietly waiting to see; how new our future will be.
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